It's about your identity. "

Several people were talking, and Lin Yi trembled all over. He almost hid his face and wanted to find a crack to get in.

Chu Lan's face became more and more ugly. He said coldly: "brother Lin, although these people dress like human beings, in my eyes, they are just gold and jade, just their appearance, not the weather. Although you are not born as good as them, you have perseverance, perseverance and talent. If Confucianism really wants to accept disciples, it will only accept you, not them. "

Lin Yi did not expect Chu LAN not only did not abandon him, but also said such words, which made him look firm and solemnly said: "I will certainly succeed."

Chu LAN suddenly thought of the iron ox in Muxiang town. She did not know that she had taken her away. You have been in Confucianism for four years.

"I once knew a butcher's son whose birth was worse than yours. He was accepted as a disciple by the Confucianists. You're better than him at least. Why are you disheartened? "

Lin Yi nodded firmly and straightened his back. A confident momentum came out of him.

"I don't think I can even pass the first level without shame."

Those young people couldn't hang on their faces and glared at Chu LAN. If it wasn't for some scruples in their hearts, they could hardly help rushing to hit people.

"That's good, stinky boy. I've been trying to find you, and I finally found you. "

Shua, a slovenly road appeared in the crowd. It was Lu Qingshan and Chu Lanyou.

Lu Qingshan's eyes were shining on Chu LAN, as if a little rogue saw a beautiful woman, a beggar who had been hungry for three days saw a chicken leg. The twinkling eyes gave everyone who saw it a layer of goose bumps.

Seeing this man, Chu Lan's scalp was numb, and he turned to go. However, Lu Qingshan jumped three or two steps, grabbed Chu Lan's arm and said in a loud voice, "Stinky boy, why don't you go to the rumen? Follow me to Xiaoqing sword sect. My granddaughter is ready for you. When you leave, you will marry your granddaughter. "

Chu Lan's mouth twitched and said with a straight face, "master, I don't know I want to marry a wife. Please forgive me. "

It's a good thing not to get married and cultivate feelings. Lu Qingshan clenched his teeth and did not know where to draw his sword. He said triumphantly, "see? This is the seven flame sword. As long as you follow me, it will be yours. "

"Qiyao divine fire sword is a sword sent by Xiao Qing sword sect. Isn't that true? "

The faces of the people around him turned pale and greedy. His eyes were glued to the sword in the hand of the old road. The sword is not omnipotent, colorful and sacred. Just one look makes you feel like you're going to be cut off.

Is this Taoist priest a real elder of Xiaoqing sword sect?

Many people think of something. Looking at Chu Lan's eyes, he is suddenly full of jealousy. For the sake of his fate, the immortal Qingshan proposed to his granddaughter again and again, and gave him Zhenjian. But Chu Lan also looked reluctant. What happened to the world? I must be hallucinating.

Those young people who laughed at Chu LAN and Lin Yi blushed as red as a monkey's buttocks, gaping and unwilling to believe their own eyes.

"Lu tingxue, the real granddaughter of Qingshan, is the first beauty of Xiao Qingjian school. If I can marry Lu tingxue, I will be a bull and a horse. This..

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